I am the machine that reveals the world to you as only I alone am able to see it

mother to all stars in the universe

pray until something happens

it's getting old

you'll do bad things

damnatio memoriae

went looking for new paths or create new 1s and breathe fresh air

they explore me like a secret

i am god in th\ last nights of summer

You Weren't Supposed To See That

hands occupied w blessings cant hold no grudges

touch a dead wolf

ARE WE MOVING TOO FAST

u wuold benefit from being under my control w nofree will

your digital pawprint is a database of your dreams

YOU'VE BEEN PASSED THE VIRTUAL JOINT

you are CUTE. i am putting you in the MACHINE.

Angel of a Distant Star

my guts are 8bit

bruta;l death